eliza bottom

“For god sake Eliza get up now! Mrs Bottom screamed from the bottom of the stairs.
Eliza sighed, and felt her back creek again, that’s what’s happens when you are forced to sleep on an old dirty sleeping bag, on a hard wooden floor. You see Eliza parents Mrs Bottom and Mr Bottom want the nicest of parents. Mrs bottom was cruel women who liked to pick on Eliza, where’s as Mr bottom wouldn’t’t say boo to a goose he did exactly what Mrs bottom told him to do.
Eliza stretched her thin dirty body from out of the old dirty sleeping bag and looked around her small empty room. She didn’t’t have the usual stuff that an 9 yr. old would have, like a telly, or a computer, or even a pretty pink bed that she so longed for. No Eliza had her dirty old sleeping bag and yellow stained pillow, and few old tattered books that she had managed to keep safe from her horrible little brother Bret.
However, for all of Eliza longing for the normality that all children she knew her own age had, there was one thing she wouldn’t’ swap for the world. Benji, you see Benji, was Eliza best friend, her only friend and she loved him more than anything, and he loved her just the same. Benji was the most gorgeous yellow Labrador you would ever meet, with his big brown eyes and golden coat. Benji loved Eliza and would do any think to protect her, as she was the only one person in the whole bottom household that showed him any kindness.
Benji leaped over to Eliza and with his great big paws leaping up to her chest, he knocked her down onto the sleeping bag and gave her the sloppiest lick all over her grubby face. Eliza was use to this greeting every morning and found herself as she did every morning laughing her head off trying to push him off. Before she had even managed to wiggle away from benji, her bedroom door flung open with a great big bang.
benji immediately removed himself from Eliza and stood in front of her with his back hair on ends quietly growling at the tall skinny women in the door way.
“For god sake Eliza get up will you, and take the stinky rat out in the garden where he belongs,” shrieked Mrs Bottom whilst glaring at benji. Mrs Bottom tried so hard to keep benji from Eliza. He was brought for Bret, but benji didn’t’ like Bret. I think it had something to do with to many tail pullings and the constant riding on his back that benji disliked so much.
Not long ago When Bret took benji for a walk one morning, benji did the biggest of poohs and as Bret kneeled down to pick the big smelly pooh up benji started flicking the pooh with his back legs all over brets face. it was a very funny moment for Eliza watching Bret being pulled home by benji with smelly pooh dripping down his face.
“Come on you stupid girl get down the stairs”. the sheer sound of Mrs bottom voice was enough to put the frighteners on any body, and when she stood there with a cigarette hanging from her bright red lips it made her look even more intimidating than ever.
Eliza was allowed to sit with the rest of the family at meal times, she wasn’t allowed to sit with them to watch telly she was always told to go to her room, but at meal times she was allowed to spend time with them. This was by far not a treat thou this was the time of day that they could all pick on Eliza and tease her about the way she looked. Eliza pulled her usual chair from the table, and just before she went to place herself down, the chair was abruptly moved from beneath her
“Look mum Eliza fell on the floor again stupid mute” cackled her brother. You see what I haven’t told you that Eliza refused to speak, not to anyone. Growing up was hard for Eliza and no one was ever interested in what Eliza had to say. It was always Eliza brother Bret they wanted to hear from. Eliza was just seen as an hindrance, so she choose not to speak, not at home not even at school, which didn’t’t go down well the rest of the pupils, they saw Eliza as a freak and would chant Eliza smelly bottom, Eliza smelly bottom over and over again.
“For god sake Eliza cant you do anything right you stupid child”. Eliza slowly pulled herself back onto the chair and looked at the thick brownie colored slop that normal people would call porridge. Eliza was the only one who had porridge in the morning Mr bottom would cook the rest of the bottom family bacon sandwich, but Mrs bottom wouldn’t’t allow Eliza to have any and would take great delight on enjoying the sarnie in front of Eliza. Some times when no one was looking, Mr Bottom would sneak Eliza a slice of bacon under the table, which Eliza would always share with benji. After breakfast, Eliza would put on her old tattered clothes, which Mrs Bottom would get by rummage through the clothes bank that was at the bottom of the hill. She grab all the second hand clothes and shoes she could find for Eliza and need list to say they where always to big or always to small, which the children at school would take great, delight in teasing her about. She grabbed the grubby brown clothes that where thrown in a pile of the corner of her room and looked at benji with sadness in her eyes. Benji always understood when Eliza was unhappy and slowly walked over to her and placed his big floppy head into her lap. She stroked him gently and knowing how upset she was benji leaped off her lap and grabbed a tennis bowl from the floor. Eliza smiled, she loved her walks with benji and as it wasn’t a school day, they could try to get away for as long as the sun was out for.
“Where do you think you are going” Bret shouted at Eliza whilst giving benji a small growl. Benji snapped back at Bret, which made Bret jump with fright.
“Mum Eliza trying to sneak off again” he screeched in delight knowing that Mrs Bottom wouldn’t’t let Eliza out until she had done her chores.
“Don’t think you’re going out with that thing before you had even done your Saturday chores” Mrs Bottom through Eliza a big yellow sponge. Eliza peered over to the old wrinkly drunk sat in the corner of the kitchen clutching a bottle of whiskey
“And she wet herself” Bret laughed, great Eliza thought to herself. You see Mrs Bottom made Eliza every Saturday morning sponge down granny bottom. This was the worst job of all the chores. As granny bottom was such a smelly old thing it was hard for Eliza to wash a way the stench. Granny was such a drunk that she never new when she needed the toilet and would just do it wherever she was.
Eliza remembered the day that the family had what was a very rare day out to the park. Nobody noticed that granny bottom had gone walk about on her own, until the park attendant asked my mum very Shockley if the old women with her skirt tucked into her extremely large grey pants talking to the tree was anything to do with us. Granny was always wondering off and talking to objects that wasn’t there. Eliza wasn’t sure if she even new who they where most of the time.
After running granny bottom bucket of soapy water, Eliza heard some footsteps appear from behind her, it was Mr Bottom. He walked in quietly and kneeled down beside Eliza.
“I will bath granny” he whispered quietly in to her ear.
Eliza loved her father strangely; Eliza found it very hard to like him especially when he never stuck up for her against Mrs Bottom or her brother. Eliza smiled softly and stood up from the floor.
“Don’t forget Eliza don’t tell your mother” he whispered quietly. Eliza sneaked down the stairs and tip toed past Mrs bottom who was applying her second coat of make up to her haggard face and grabbed benji and sneaked out of the door.

Chapter 2

Eliza house was a tall house all on it own. It was perched on the very top of the tallest hill in stickleton town. It would have been a beautiful house all there on it own if it wasn’t for the fact it was subsiding. On one side of the bottom of the hill was the school, the place Eliza dreaded going five days of the week, but on the other side of the hill, which Eliza spent the remaining of the days, was the thickest darkest forest you could ever picture. Eliza and benji loved this place while all the other children where scared to walk into the forest, Eliza felt at ease and peaceful there, and would spend many hours with benji just running around the forest playing games and doing what all children Eliza age should be doing having fun.
After many hours of playing and running, Eliza sat down on a rock to take a breather, but benji had different ideas he wanted to play, he enjoyed this time as much as Eliza did. While she was stuck at school all day benji would sit outside the school gates for 6 hours waiting for her to finish. some would say he was waiting to make sure the other children where not going to push and pull her around like one child bravely done one day.
Kevin pickle was his name, he was the school biggest child and you would think being picked on himself, he would have been kind to Eliza, but know he was the main instigator. He grabbed Eliza shirt, pulled her to the muddy ground, and just kept shouting stig, stig. What Kevin wasn’t aware of that benji had been sitting patiently outside for Eliza to finish. benji saw what Kevin had done and ran over to him with his teeth out and a growling noise that would frightening the hardest of people and threw Kevin to the ground with a massive thud. Benji didn’t’t bite Kevin even thou he thought he deserved to. Benji was too soft to tear the skin of any human even the meanest of humans.
while Kevin lied in the dirt, shaking with fright at what benji next moved would be, benji just slowly paced around the bully while glancing back at Eliza who was still lying on the dirty ground. Benji astonished Eliza by giving her what looked so much like a wink, but surely a dog couldn’t’t communicate in that way Eliza thought. Then to every one shock, benji just cocked his back leg up and did the longest wee all over Kevin legs.
From that day onwards, no one ever tried to pick on Eliza when she left from school. Eliza looked upon as benji ran freely through the trees. She started to get a bit worried when benji went out of view. It was rare for benji to leave her side apart from school he was never really parted from her. Eliza ran after benji as fast as she could. She ran deeper into the dark forest when she heard a quiet bark come from in front of her. She ran toward the barking and in front of the large trees was a clearing full of dead leafs, and there stood on its own was a small pebbled wishing well. Eliza had never gone through the forest before so this was the first time that she come across the wishing well all isolated on its own. She new benji was inside because she could hear his faint yelps coming from the bottom of it.
Eliza walked slowly up to the well a peered down into the darkness, she wasn’t sure how far down it was, because all she could see was blackness. She could still hear benji faintly barking for help. She took her feet off the floor and placed herself over the edge. there was no point jumping down as she new she was surely to hurt herself but she also new there wouldn’t’t be any one that would help her. Mrs Bottom and Bret would surely love to get rid of the one thing Eliza loved so she had no choice but to try to climb down herself. Before she had even thought on how to do this Eliza, foot slipped against the wet pebbles and she found herself falling through the darkness headfirst.
The drop seemed to go on forever. The further Eliza went the darker it seemed to go, but Eliza could hear benji bark closer and closer and that was some comfort to her. Eliza must have hit her head with a bang when she reached the bottom because the pain to her head was horrible throbbing pain. Eliza wasn’t sure if I eyes where open or not it. she couldn’t’t see benji but she new he was there, because he was licking her face, relieved that she was with him. Eliza pulled herself up from the floor and felt where she had banged her head. She looked round for any signs of light and noticed a tiny ray of light coming from the corner of the floor. Eliza walked over to the faint light that was sipping through the dirty floor and used her fingers to dig through to the light, but before she could even dig a big enough hole to see what was below her. The ground opened up and swallowed her and benji into the bright light.
With a thud Eliza and benji landed on there bottoms. Eliza dazed looked round to make sure benji was ok and laughed when she saw him lying on his back trying to wiggle himself upright. Eliza stood up from the floor and gasped with shock at the sight in front of her. This wasn’t anything Eliza had seen before not in her world or any books she had read either. This was some think else.
Eliza was stood on the fluffiest purple grass you had seen. Yes, that right I said purple not green you see where ever Elisa was every think was completely different to her world. The sky wasn’t blue as if you would expect it to be it was a deep red, almost like the sun had lit the sky up. There was big fluffy clouds floating in the air and tiny birds singing and flying around. Eliza stood in amazement she had to be dreaming she thought to herself but then she felt something tugging on her leg, and when she looked down, she noticed a pink fluffy rabbit with its big floppy ears and great big eyes.
Eliza jumped back in shock; the rabbit took one look at Benji and tried to run off. Before Eliza could stop benji, his tail started wagging and he was chasing the rabbit as fast as he could round the purple grass. Eliza stood motionless she new benji wouldn’t’t hurt the rabbit he was just playing a game, but she new the rabbit didn’t’t see it like that. With one big snap the rabbit was in benji mouth, all that was hanging out was its pink fluffy tail. Eliza stated to run over to benji who had stood still frantically wagging his tail, so proud of the fact he had managed to catch the rabbit. Then Eliza heard a big scream.